Alice huffed as she waddled her way down the hallway the next day, partly from the frustration she felt and partly because she was, quite frankly, incredibly out of shape these days. With her great, double-rolled belly bobbing in front of her and sagging over the front of her skirt and her bloated boobs bouncing just a moment after, she was a great, quivering blonde mass lumbering back to her dorm room. A candy bar was clutched in one pudgy palm which she took a rather vicious bite out of between her gasps for air. She could feel herself growing sweaty already, her uniform clinging to her even more tightly since they had *ugh* gotten her size wrong when she arrived.
The sources of Alice’s frustrations were far more numerous than just her shirt buttons straining against her enormously fat middle. There was also the way her bra cut deeply into her sides and backfat, her boobs practically pouring out of the top and her thighs were rubbing together enough to create a small fire. Even the sleeves of her uniform had grown tight around her pillowy arms. The blonde butterball was not confined to clothing-related quarrels, however.
No, Alice had also had a miserable day in classes. Her Math class was on the other side of a spacious plaza from her English class, which meant she had to haul her increasingly heavy and unfit bulk half-way across campus in fifteen minutes or Ms. Walker would count her late again. She’d been five minutes late today… She had stopped for a breather on a bench and remembered a bag of cookies Ronnie had given her that morning before class, quickly scarfing it down and being lost in bliss long enough that she had lost track of time.
The cherry on the cake, however, was how Alice had gone to sit down in her desk, but found that it was a near herculean feat to accomplish this. When she tried to enter it from the side, her belly nudged it out of the way. She tried to sit in the seat sideways and turn, but her hips got wedged between the back of the chair and the attached desk. And then, when she finally had managed to shimmy into her seat, her top belly roll rested on the desk leaving no room to actually write on, she was sweaty and panting so loudly that her classmates all took notice to snicker at her and, on top of all that, Ms. Walker had said to the whole class, “Don’t worry, dear, we’ll have the janitor get a bigger desk for you tomorrow.”
It was like the whole world was trying to embarrass her!
Then, there was Mel.
Alice’s brow furrowed as she placed one hand on the wall to take a breather outside her dorm, grumbling under her heavy breaths. She didn’t know why but… Seeing her friend come back skinnier when she’d just gotten fatter made a feeling well up in her middle that wasn’t hunger or gas. It was envy .
Alice exhaled sharply. She knew she should have been happy for her friend, but there had been something… Comforting in Mel getting just as big as herself. It made her own predicament seem less severe, more easily brushed aside. But now, she was back and doing exercises in her dorm and she only had one of Ronnie’s cookies while Alice had nearly eaten two dozen! The doughy damsel whined and pouted as she set to waddling towards her dorm again. As she approached the door, she could already detect the heavenly scent of baked goods. She licked her lips. Ronnie always knew just what to cheer her up with.
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